Happy Wind Man of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 42 Senior Brothers (Third Update)

Ever since Su Xiaoqiang and Jiang Xun got together, Su Xiaoqiang has been trying to find ways to contact her father's friends in the United States, hoping to attend Kassel College like Jiang Xun.

But she failed to do so, even if her father was willing to donate money to Kassel College, it would be useless.

Every year, Harvard University leaves opportunities for students from wealthy families who are willing to spend money, but Cassel College does not. The threshold for this private aristocratic college is actually higher than Harvard.

Su Xiaoqiang studied in the United States for a year when she was in junior high school, and is well aware of the fiery and unrestrained style of American girls.

She was very worried that Jiang Xun, a bad guy, would not be able to withstand the temptation and indulge himself in a decadent capitalist country.

She had no choice but to focus on Lu Mingfei, and bribed Lu Mingfei with all kinds of delicious and fun things, trying to turn him into her insider at Kassel Academy.

In short, with the little goddess protecting him, Lu Mingfei could almost walk sideways in Shilan Middle School.

Of course, as a coward, it is impossible for him to bully his classmates.

Even if one day he has the power to destroy the world, if others don't push him to death, he will most likely continue to play games, watch anime, and live a peaceful life lusting after beautiful girls.

In short, Lu Mingfei spent his last period of time before graduating from high school very relaxed and happily with the help of the little goddess.

After a fierce ideological battle, Lu Mingfei gave up the idea of ​​snitching to Su Xiaoqiang.

He felt very guilty for failing to complete the task assigned to him by Su Xiaoqiang.

Although the snacks Su Xiaoqiang gave him were very delicious, he could not betray his brother. He, Ricardo M. Lu, was a very loyal person.

Jiang Xun looked at Lu Mingfei with a wry smile on his face. He wondered what was wrong with this guy. It was Fingel who was sprayed with coke, not him. Could it be that these two people were really having an affair.

As the saying goes, brotherhood is deep and we feel the same way. Coke sprays on your face, but it hurts my heart?

"It's okay, it's okay." After Fingel wiped the coke from his face, he was about to return the handkerchief to Jiang Xun.

Jiang Xun felt a little disgusted. He didn't want to touch the handkerchief that was stained with Lu Mingfei's saliva and wiped Fingel's face. He politely asked Fingel to take it.

Fingel happily stuffed the handkerchief into his pants that hadn't been washed for who knows how long.

Although Fingel's financial situation was very bad, he still had a very sharp eye. He could tell at a glance that this handkerchief was expensive.

After seeing the CC1000 Express magnetic card that Jiang Xun took out to identify himself, Fingel smiled and said, "My name is Fingel, and I am your senior brother. What do you call this junior brother?"

Listening to Fingel calling his junior brother, the theme song of "Journey to the West" rang in Jiang Xun's ears:
"You carry the burden, I lead the horse..."

He felt like he had transformed into Monk Sha carrying a burden.

He shook his head. He felt that the problem was not with him, but with Fingel.

Fingel was tall and handsome, and his appearance was completely different from that of his second senior brother.

But in terms of temperament, Fingel was completely the second senior brother who entered the reincarnation coordinates incorrectly and accidentally reincarnated into a German breeding farm.

"Jiang Xun, a freshman in grade 09, hello senior brother, Lu Mingfei and I are from China and are classmates." Jiang Xun extended his hand to express friendship.

Fingel held Jiang Xun's hand tightly, placed his eyes on Jiang Xun's high-end handmade custom suit, and praised, "Jiang Xun is really a talented person."

"Senior brother, thank you." Jiang Xun loosened his tie.

The clothes he was wearing were a gift prepared for him by Su Xiaoqiang. He was embarrassed to refuse his girlfriend's kindness. He usually preferred to wear loose solid color T-shirts.

Fingel pretended to be embarrassed and scratched his head, and said shyly: "Brother, I want to ask you for help with something. Brother, I lost my wallet and have been hungry for a week. A sandwich can't fill my stomach at all. You see Can you lend me some money and buy two more Coca-Cola sandwich combos, and I’ll pay you back when I go back to school.”

Fingel's performance brought tears to his eyes. If Jiang Xun hadn't known this guy's shameless character, he would have been deceived by him.

To prove his point, Fingel showed Jiang Xun the wrapper of a Subway sandwich that he had crumpled into a ball.He unfolded the wrapping paper and found that the inside of the wrapping paper was clean, with no oil or water at all. Fingel licked up all the oil, sauce and bread crumbs that fell on the wrapping paper.

There are still a few holes in the wrapping paper. I wonder if they were eaten by Finger who was extremely hungry.

Jiang Xun heard Finger's words and looked at his burly body.

Such a small sandwich was a drop in the bucket for Fingal's size, and he sympathized, but shook his head.

"It's okay, it's my senior brother who was being abrupt. Actually, I'm not that hungry." Finger's face was full of disappointment, his stomach kept growling, and he looked like a wandering Erha.

"Senior brother, I misunderstood. What I meant was that senior brother and I hit it off as old friends meeting again. Sandwiches are not enough to express my respect for senior brother. I would like to treat senior brother to a feast."

Jiang Xun snapped his fingers, and Katie over there saw it and made a phone call. Half an hour later, the chef wearing a tall hat appeared at the Chicago train station waiting with a dining cart pushing a dining cart to the astonished eyes of the passengers. room.

Jiang Xun had already arranged for someone to bribe the security guards in the waiting hall. As long as they didn't blow up the train station, the security guards wouldn't care about anything they did.

Chicago train station workers have long been resentful of the meager wages at the train station and are already planning a strike.

You can't expect these strike-planning guys to have a high sense of responsibility.

However, this had little to do with Jiang Xun. On the contrary, he also admired the train station staff's willingness to take bribes.

After all, for a rich man like him, the more people willing to accept bribes, the better.

That way the money in his hand will be more valuable.

Jiang Xun, Lu Mingfei and Fingel sat down under the guidance of the blond waitress wearing black and white maid uniforms.

These waitresses have an elegant temperament, and the materials of the maid uniforms they wear do not look cheap. In any case, they are more expensive than the clothes worn by Lu Mingfei and Fingel combined.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed, but Fingel's eyes were shining, he was holding a knife and fork in his hand, and his tongue was about to stick out in excitement.

Expensive dishes such as black truffle fried dumplings, tomato buffalo cheese salad, fried lamb chops, foie gras, and caviar were served on the table covered with white linen tablecloth.

There are as many as 36 dishes, cooked by star chefs from Chicago's famous three-Michelin-starred restaurants, and Jiang Xun booked them through Benedict's relationship.

The wine used was ice wine from Canada's Pillitteri Winery that costs US$500 a bottle, which is not the top wine.

But Jiang Xun couldn't appreciate the better wine, and he couldn't taste the good wine that cost thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of bottles.

His tongue cannot taste the mellow aroma from the sourness of red wine like a sommelier. To him, the difference between expensive red wine and cheap red wine sold in supermarkets is the difference between ordinary and particularly unpleasant.

Ice wine is different. Ice wine refers to wine made by delaying the harvest of grapes, allowing the grapes to hang on the trees to freeze naturally at -7°C, and then press and ferment in the frozen state.

Ice wine is full-bodied and has a unique flavor with a honey and fruit aroma. The taste is sweet and mellow, fresh and delicious.

Jiang Xun liked ice wine, which was as sweet as honey. He couldn't understand why so many people still liked to drink bitter wine when life was already bitter enough.

Humans are genetically programmed to feel happy with sweet tastes rather than bitter tastes.

No wonder Li Bai said: Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow again; raise a cup to relieve sorrow and make it even more sorrowful.

Li Bai must have been depressed after drinking bitter wine, so he should drink some ice wine.

Two waitresses are standing by with small portable refrigerators, adding golden wine liquid to their wine glasses at any time, so that the temperature of the ice wine is always kept within the best-tasting range of 4 to 8 degrees Celsius.

The other waitresses walked gracefully between the three people and the dishes like butterflies in flowers, providing them with considerate service and allowing them to focus on enjoying the taste of the food in front of them.

So many dishes are too rich for three people to eat, but there are two foodies, Finger and Jiang Xun, so there is not much wasted.

(End of this chapter)